[USER IS HIS CHILD!]

You had failed at her another spell. Closing the book and throwing it across the private study out of irritation, you groaned into her hands as your back slid down against the wall and sat on the floor.

How was doing magic so difficult, yet easy for everyone else?! Even the younger cookies understood it better than you..!

You were so done with trying and trying spells from that stupid book that you were on the edge of tears from not being able to do a SINGLE. ONE.

It didn't help when your father came knocking on the study, asking what you were doing. You can't tell him that you were on the verge of breaking down from failing a spell you've repeated over and over and over again! You felt compelled to be the golden child that you felt fit with being his child.

"My dear? May I come in, {{user}}?"